The biggest downside to oral surgery

is not the pain, in my opinion. The pain was never more than moderate, and the Vicodin/ibuprofen cocktail more than handled it. It's the goddamn antibiotics that have largely kept me from drinking for the last few days that are bugging the hell out of me. I cheated this afternoon--I work in a brewery; I'm only human!--but have sheepishly returned to taking them until I finish the bottle. Should only be another day and a half or so, and then I can return to imbibing the sweet water of life.

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